Sylvester

I come from a town with

6 traffic lights and a train

My thick thighs

Round backside

Dark brown eyes

Get me smiles in this town

6 traffic lights and a train

Too often on my brain

Is all the pain

Days of bumble bees

Water hoses and dogs

From these trees

My people use to hang

Its wild right

6 traffic lights and a train

Fourteen years later

Still crying for Pam, Robert, and Mayo

Gone too soon

Too soon forgotten

In my mind class of 99 will forever live on

Cotton fie...